Chapter 39: The Great Gift of the Head
Zhou Mengyuan was holding a shovel on his shoulders, full of joy of success, and as soon as his head poked out of the ground, the sudden scene in front of him immediately made him tremble and be in a dilemma.
Under the night light, near the new grave, several people were fighting in martial arts, swishing, one by one, moving swiftly and advancing and retreating rapidly, with both offense and defense without ambiguity.
Watching the battle carefully, it was found that it was three people besieging one person.
The besieged, bare-handed, do not see the guy in his hand.
The besiegers, each with a weapon in their hands, could faintly see the reflection from time to time under the moonlight, and sometimes the sound of the blades hitting each other could be heard.
Coming and going to fight for a long time, it seems that there is no winner or loser, those people are still those people, which shows that the besieged people's kung fu is extremely good, at least they have not been severely injured by weapons.
"Smack!"
"Boom!"
One of the three of them was applauded, screamed and flew diagonally into the air, and hung on a tree without falling.
The remaining two, unyielding, accelerated their movements with sword light and sword shadows, and their moves were fatal.
The single man, although he is fighting the enemy with his bare hands, is light on his feet and agile in his movements, avoiding the incoming sword again and again while still fighting back.
Zhou Mengyuan wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, however, his intuition told him that he had been discovered, and if he continued to hide, maybe there was hope, if he insisted on slipping away, someone would definitely give up the fight and face him directly.
A master like this, just come over and ask for his life just in the blink of an eye.
That bare-handed man must be the master!
Zhou Mengyuan suddenly remembered that yesterday, by the lotus pond, the master asked with a hint what day it was, in order to ensure top secrets, the master also deliberately left Dou Ya'er.
Mmmmmmmmmm
Zhou Mengyuan firmly believes that this tearing is that the master is playing with them, as long as the master wants to take their lives, it is only in one or two moves.
However, at such a critical moment, why should the master consume innocently?
It is true that Dou Yaer often says, old monster, old monster, it's really strange!
Zhou Mengyuan couldn't wait any longer, holding a shovel in his hand, ready to attack, and "coughed", aiming to attract the attention of the master and distract the enemy.
Sure enough, a man with a long sword rushed over.
I saw the old monster, jumping up and somersault to chase after him.
"Smack!"
A kick in the man's head.
"Yikes!"
Suddenly stepped on the door of the head, the man screamed miserably, and fell down.
Another person with a big knife came over, was blocked by the old monster with his left hand, hit the center with his right palm, and flew out of Zhangyuan and was killed on the spot.
"Master!" Zhou Mengyuan climbed up and shouted.
The old monster of Qiao Shan took off the mask, "You can't stay here for a long time, let's go quickly." ”
On the way back, Zhou Mengyuan asked, "Master, I think you will definitely come to the rescue, but why don't you end those three people early?"
"Huh. The old monster laughed, "I'm waiting for you to come up, and I'm okay to play with them." ”
"Since you're here to help, why didn't you let me know in advance?"
"Huh. The old monster is to exercise the courage of the apprentices. ”
Oh my God, I'm scared, and you're playing with pastime and exercising, it's incredible!
The three people just now were none other than the three "monks" in the temple halfway up the mountain who were specially monitoring the Qi family cemetery.
They had already discovered Zhou Mengyuan hidden behind the boulder, but they were not alarmed, and it was also accompanied by nightfall.
How did I think that at the same time, the old monster of Qiao Shan had also arrived.
When Zhou Mengyuan lifted the female corpse up, the old monster hiding under a nearby cypress tree saw it clearly.
After that, the three arrived.
Straight to the new grave.
Among them, someone exclaimed, "It's a big deal, the tomb robbers have cut in, and we buried him." ”
How can this be? The people below are my apprentices, and I have come to protect them in secret, so how can I let you succeed?
Old Qiao Shan thought about it, and rushed over with his fists and feet.
"Who's coming, who dares to make a move?"
So, a big fight.
As a result, Zhou Mengyuan's actions were thrilling and dangerous.
After escorting Zhou Mengyuan to the slope leading to his residence on the bank of the Qixing River, the old monster of Qiao Shan said goodbye and returned to the mountain.
Zhou Mengyuan pushed the door into the cave, but found that the green oil lamp was shining.
Looking at the kang again, Lingzhi is sleeping soundly.
Zhou Mengyuan was alert.
Hurriedly withdrew, put everything outside, and went inside, waking up Lingzhi.
Lingzhi was drowsy, but when he saw Zhou Mengyuan, he immediately perked up and stroked his hair.
"What are you doing? I'm just back now, and it's almost dawn. ”
Zhou Mengyuan was not interested, did not answer, fetched water to take a small bath, stood at the door and said, "Come on, I'm too tired." ”
"No, if you don't come up, I won't go. ”
The air in the air was filled with the unique feminine fragrance of Ganoderma lucidum, and Zhou Mengyuan was really not interested at all at this moment. He wanted to rest, he wanted to relax his nervousness, and he wanted to think about how to dispose of this villain's head more uncomfortably for Qi Hengxing.
"Obedient, go over quickly, next time. ”
Seeing that Zhou Mengyuan was indeed not interested, Lingzhi jumped off the kang, hugged Zhou Mengyuan, who was standing like a stake, and muttered back to the old woman.
Took the blanket into the cave, closed the door, turned on the light, and Zhou Mengyuan took out the head package and all the things.
After hiding the gold bars, silver cups, and other things, he took a clay pot, put the head in it, and took it out and buried it by the side of the path that went down to the river to carry water.
The sky will be faint, and Zhou Mengyuan, who has killed two birds with one stone, is so excited that he still has no sleep, tossing and turning, thinking about how to deal with human heads.
To put it in a cool place, keep it for a few days and then use it for spoofing, Zhou Mengyuan is unwilling to spend such effort and thought.
In case it is not well preserved, the head decays, and some of the main characteristics are lost, and most of the desired meaning of the operation will be lost.
In the end, it was decided that after the head was disposed of, it would be sent to a place near the mountain gate of the Qijia Zhaizi where the guards could see it, and it would all be a big gift.
Just do it.
Zhou Mengyuan brought a machete, took out the head, and after a simple operation, re-wrapped it into a clay pot, walked all the way, and came to a place not far from the mountain gate of the Qi family's village, put it next to the road, and left quickly.
It's dawn.
The crimson sun smiled and jumped off the horizon.
Cloudless.
It looks like it's another sunny day.
The birdman led several strong generals, rode horses to inspect every corner of the stockade, and finally came to the mountain gate, and reprimanded the gatekeepers: "Cheer up, quickly take a broom and clean the road, the guests are coming." ”
"Yes!"
Four soldiers, each with a large broom, came out of the sentry box.
"Let's go back and check the area around the warehouse again, it's heavily guarded. ”
The birdman gave the order, and the retinue turned around and followed him back.
The four soldiers swept the floor quickly, and the dust raised by the broom was blown away by the cool mountain wind in the early morning.
Suddenly, one of the pawns dropped his broom and ran forward, attracting the attention of the other three.
It turned out that there was a crockpot on the side of the road.
The first to see that there was a cloth of fine satin inside, and when he touched it with his hand, it was soft, and he could not know what was contained in it.
Based on the quality of this cloth alone, the first to judge that there will be something valuable in it, and if you don't want to take it out, I'm afraid that the other three will pay dividends.
How can there be crockpots on the roadside that have to be cleaned every day?
The three of them were curious and also passed.
"Take out the cloth and open it. ”
"See each other, divide it in half. ”
"No, I can't. I was the first to see it. The first to pick up the crockpot and not let the other three touch it, "You guys rest first, if there is something valuable in it, I will not swallow it alone." ”
"Since you don't have to swallow it alone, you should open it now. ”
The three men surrounded the person who was carrying the jar in the middle and did not let him leave.
"What are you doing? No sanitation station is there. ”
A captain came on horseback.
When the four soldiers heard the sound and looked up, the captain had already stopped beside him.
"What are you carrying?" asked the captain, pointing his whip at the soldier holding the crockpot.
"It's a broken crockpot. Hehe, picked it up on the side of the road. ”
"Take it. Every grass and tree here has the surname Qi. ”
The person holding the crockpot handed the jar to the captain very reluctantly, "Captain, my surname is Bai, you have to give me credit." ”
"Good. The captain glanced at the cloth at the mouth of the can, "Hurry up and sweep the road, I'll go back and ask you for credit." ”
With a wave of the whip, "Da Da Da" is gone.
The other three began to complain.
The one who got the jar first stood there and watched the captain's back, as if his soul had been taken away.
A strange voice said in a strange voice: "Let's sweep the road well, the right is to give a big gift to the 100-day commemoration of the old village owner." ”
Another said, "In case you are promoted, don't forget our hard-working brothers." Haha!"
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